2/18/26

 I had a series of frustrating work events that led me to wonder if I was being secretly filmed. The absurdity of conversations I had were a bit unbelievable. I had one guy in tears on a video call. It wasn’t due to anything I said. It just happened. I was not emotionally ready to talk him through it. We got through it. 

Ethan got home from work today and wondered if I could do a hair cut on him. He quickly changed his mind and said he would wait until Sunday. He then paused and asked me when I was going to get home on Sunday. 

“I should be home by 4 pm.” I said

“ Let’s do the haircut today, because you will probably be tired on Sunday.” He said soooo thoughtfully.

We settled on today because he is right. I will likely be tired and cranky. He doesn’t want cranky Mom with a weapon near his face. Good plan!

This kid has only gotten his hair cut by a barber once. Every other haircut I have given him. I channel my previous years of dog grooming, and apply it. If you have seen pictures from his childhood, you can totally tell. 

Today was easy. It was a 4-5 inch “trim”. His ends were in rough shape. He hasn’t had a haircut in well over a year. He still has long locks well past his shoulders. I thinned it out a little. He ties it back at work. In the summer he gets so hot! Thinning will help a little bit.

I finished packing my things for the conference. I have one back pack. I like to travel lightly. I will be on a little puddle jumper plane. 2 seats on one side of the plane, one seat on the other. I will have a window, an aisle AND not one next to me!!!!!! Now that is the chef’s kiss!

Sarah came over this evening. We were discussing “boy” jobs and “girl” jobs that we have determined as a couple. 

For Sarah she said “weed whacking, hanging Christmas lights and caulking.” Turns out, she can’t say “caulking” with a straight face. There were several inappropriate jokes that followed.

Sarah said girl jobs at her house is basically everything else that was not listed as boy jobs. Ha!

For Paul and I, boy jobs are doing the dishes (I despise cleaning the dishes!), keeping the yard nice and vehicle maintenance. It seems sexist to label the jobs like that, but we know our roles and don’t really care.. I deal with anything gross. Vomit, stool, hair in a drain. Paul deals with dead mice. We stay in our lanes and that is what makes it work.

It’s funny where the conversation takes us!